i miss you like orpheus misses eurydice.
hey wouldn’t it be cool if we were codependent on each other and you needed me just as much as i need you.
peace is white like my dress. i just wish my dress didn’t have those horrific blood stains.
as the clock hit midnight last night, i became new and pure. but in the few hours since i woke this morning, i have already been tainted.
today i watched a video from my ring camera of you smashing my potted plants. the ones you gave me.
i wish happiness and i could get just 5 more minutes together.
i feel so loved for a mere second, then it is ripped away by fake niceties. i only wish that the prophecy could be rewritten so that a single soul is obsessed with mine.
you at mine. and if the sun sets for the last time today, i will be happy knowing you are mine.
i wish this momentary calm could find the courage to last for the entirety of my life. but the war in my brain scares it away.
i smell the rain and all of a sudden i’m back with you in the city. the city where even with sirens, thousands of people, and too little square footage, we made a life.